Hello friends! Here are my five minute forays for this week. I hope you’re all coping ok…I’m clinging on! Monday After the announcement that changed nothing, the malaise has reached epic proportions. I feel like I’m in a Chekov play, waiting, waiting for something that never comes. The wind has been wuthering around all night and there are no signs of it abating. As far as I’m concerned the only acceptable time for wind is when I’m on top of a mountain or on the rare occasions I go running. Otherwise wind is basically not allowed. It’s a bit like nails down a blackboard for me; I end up like Tippi Hedren in The Birds. Make it stop. Make it stop. The plants don’t like it either. Imagine you are a seedling - that delicate balance between growing leaf and root is essential to your survival…too little humidity and the moisture that your immature root system is working its arse off to pump into the rest of you is getting wicked away, WICKEDLY and mercilessly - like being blasted for twelve hours with a freezing cold hairdryer. Eventually you just can’t keep up the hard work and your leaves wither. You are at death’s door unless Laetitia comes and saves you. Well that. The morning glory I sowed and planted out at the weekend has suffered this fate. Well, in fact I was TEMPTING fate by putting them out so early (good weather will make me do that every time). They are in a terrible state. I bring the entire pot back in to my warm kitchen, douse it with water and hope for the very best. I water everything else too, and perform some emergency tying in on the sweet peas, several stems of which have collapsed overnight. I retreat back indoors. I loathe wind.
I simultaneously chuckled my way through this, nodding in agreement and also wanted to hug you and let you know one day they will leave you alone. You'll have about five years (if you are lucky) and then you'll be wondering if they will ever want to spend any time with you ever again, trying to coerce them with a film and delicious snacks. Parenthood is cruel!
I simultaneously chuckled my way through this, nodding in agreement and also wanted to hug you and let you know one day they will leave you alone. You'll have about five years (if you are lucky) and then you'll be wondering if they will ever want to spend any time with you ever again, trying to coerce them with a film and delicious snacks. Parenthood is cruel!